A/N: Very NSFW Smut!

Cullen played ferociously, easily winning their game.

"So what does the winner want?" she asked him. During the game, he had ignored her flirting and attempts to distract, remaining focused on their game. It had been both frustrating and intriguing. It was as if he was suddenly playing hard to get.

"Dinner," he responded plainly.

"Oh," she tried to hide the disappointment in her voice but he raised an eyebrow.

"Have dinner with me."

"All right." They cleaned up their game and went to get food. They carried their food to his room and he cleared a spot on his desk for them to eat. They ate in comfortable silence.

"Cullen can I ask you something?" she asked as soon as she was done eating.

He looked up. "Anything."

"Where is this going?" She gestured between them.

"I don't know," he replied quietly.

"Do you really just want to be my friend?"

He thought for a moment and then looked her in the eyes. "It's enough for me."

She bit her lip and lowered her gaze. "It's not for me. I don't want to hurt you but this tension between us is maddening."

He sighed and stood up. "What would you have me do?"

She got up and closed the gap between them, pressing her lips against his. The kiss remained soft, almost chaste. "Maybe I'm just not used to hearing no."

"I'm not saying no."

"Then what are you saying?"

He bent down to kiss her again. This time his tongue begged entrance and this was no chaste kiss. Breathless they parted. "Upstairs," he said, his voice low, almost a growl.

She turned and climbed up his ladder to his sleeping area. Halfway up she glanced down to see him staring at her. "Admiring the view?"

"Keep climbing."

He followed up behind her. As soon as he was up, he pounced on her. Their lips mashed together as each searched the other with hands and lips. He trailed kisses down her face and collarbone, pulling at her robe. She helped him lift the hem of the robe over her head and discarded the cloth to the floor. She shivered as the cool air nipped at her bare skin. It wasn't fair for her to be so vulnerable and for him to still be fully clothed so before he could continue to undress her, she moved to take his armor off. "This goes now," she muttered.

The two of them unclasped each piece and it hit the floor with a thud. Dressed in only a tunic and breeches he quickly shed even those. She ran her hands across his body, admiring how his skin prickled at her touch. He shivered. She traced the muscles in his arms, raked fingernails down his chest and planted kisses on his stomach. She sank to her knees and Cullen's eyes widened. She slowly removed the last piece of clothing between them, freeing his erection. She grasped him in her hand, looking up at him to see him sucking in a breath. She moved her hand up and down his shaft, delighting in the way he rocked his hips. After placing a kiss on the head, she wrapped her mouth around him and started sucking.

"Maker's breath," he sighed, wrapping his hands in her silky tresses and urging her to take him deeper. She moaned around his cock, enjoying the feel of him in her mouth. She twirled her tongue around his shaft, delighting in the sounds she was eliciting from him. She licked up his length, using one hand to pump up and down and with her other she reached around and grabbed his ass. He tensed and she could taste his salty precum on her tongue.

"Stop, not like this." He pleaded, gently removing himself from her mouth. She smiled up at him wickedly as he pulled her to her feet. His lips found hers as they moved in sync to his bed. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. Removing her breast binding, his mouth moved down to suckle at her breasts. He twirled his tongue around her nipple and scrapped his teeth against it causing her to arch her back in pleasure.

"You have perfect breasts," he mumbled against her skin.

"I think you are biased."

He rained kisses and licks down her stomach, pulling her small clothes off with his hands. Then he nestled between her thighs. Planting kisses across her thighs, she squirmed. "I've waited so long for this," he panted.

"I've waited longer," she teased.

"I doubt that." And without further argument, he licked down her slit.

"Oh Cullen," she moaned, reaching down to tug at his curly hair. He took his time exploring and searching for every place that made her squirm, that made her arch her back off the bed, and that made her moan his name. He used the tip of his tongue to trace patterns into her intimate parts and the flat of his tongue to change up the pace. When she rocked her hips, he placed his palm on her stomach, pushing her down into the bed. His mouth was driving her crazy. How he had gotten so good at this caused a momentary pang of jealousy that vanished as she started to peak.

"Cullen I'm coming," she squeaked out as waves of pleasure crashed through her body. He sucked on her pearl as her orgasm overtook her body. Sweat beaded across her body and she felt vulnerable. Like he could very well hurt her. Shaking off the feeling as an aftereffect of her orgasm, she pulled him up to her so she could feel his mouth on hers again. She ignored her own juices that were rubbed into his stubble.

"I need you," she breathed.

"I've been aching for you for years. Let me take my time."

He reached between his legs and rubbed his cock across her sensitive clit. Then he rubbed against her entrance and sank himself slowly into her until he stretched her fully. She had never felt so full before. Bliss filled her up. He stayed still for a moment, a look of concentration on his face.

"Are you all right?" She asked, brushing his hair out of his face.

"Even in my wildest fantasies I never imagined you would feel this good." He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Then he started moving his hips, slowly sliding in and out of her. His cautiousness was maddening. A part of her wanted him to move faster, to take her harder, to drive her into the bed until she was begging for more. The other part of her enjoyed the sensations of his length as he took his time making love to her. She let him take control, to control the pace, sinking into the pleasure he was offering.

He nipped at her neck as he increased his pace. He pushed harder causing the bed to creak under their weight. He hooked one of her legs around his arm, increasing the depth he was hitting. Each thrust hit all the right spots. He granted her other wish, driving her into the bed with his powerful hips. She clung to his biceps, eyes closed, licking her lips as she craved more.

"Solona," he cried out and it was enough to cause another orgasm to rip through her body. She dug her fingernails into his back as his pace became frenzied.

"Take me Cullen. I'm yours."

He cried out, spilling his seed deep inside of her. He was still inside of her when a loud knock came at the door. He groaned. He bounded to his feet, pulling on his breeches as someone opened the door. "What?" he yelled down, frustration lacing his words.

"Ser, the inquisitor has returned and is summoning his war council," the messenger replied meekly.

"I'll be right there."

He turned to Solona, still laying exhausted in his bed. He pulled on the rest of his clothes and slipped on his armor, all while she watched him. She enjoyed watching him. She smiled at his disheveled hair from their frantic love making. Once dressed, he leaned down and kissed her. She didn't want him to stop.

"Don't you dare go anywhere," he said.

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Cullen was trying to pay attention to the meeting but his mind kept wandering back to Solona, naked in his bed, waiting for him. He could still taste her on his tongue. He could still feel her, writhing beneath him as he drove into her wet heat. He was so consumed with her that he completely missed whatever question the inquisitor had asked. They were all staring at him.

"Do you have someplace you'd rather be, commander?" The inquisitor asked.

Yes, he thought. "No. I'm sorry."

"As I was saying," the inquisitor seemed amused by his distraction. "We will leave for the Arbor Wilds as soon as the army is ready to march. When will that be, Cullen?"

"A couple of days at most."

"Good. Get it done. You're dismissed."

Before he could return to the woman in his bed, Leliana intercepted him. "Do you know where Solona is?"

He was sure he was blushing. "Why would you think…?"

"You had dinner together."

"How? Never mind. What do you want with her?"

Leliana smiled knowingly. "Just let her know I'm looking for her."

The walk back to his room took forever. People kept trying to stop and talk to him but his patience was wearing thin. He knew he was being rude. But he was worried that if he took too long she'd no longer be there waiting for him. The thought of going back to an empty bed depressed him.

He finally entered his tower and locked the door behind him. He climbed the ladder, mentally preparing himself for disappointment. He was delighted to find her still naked, half asleep in his bed. She opened her eyes and smiled upon seeing him. He couldn't keep the grin off of his face.

"You are wearing much too many clothes."

He stripped, laying his armor neatly against a chair and letting his tunic and breeches fall to the floor in a heap. He didn't care enough about them to put them up, eager as he was to get back to bed. She welcomed him back with open arms, wearing a lazy smile.

"Welcome back, Commander. Missed you."

He nuzzled against her neck, breathing in her distinct scent. "Leliana is looking for you."

Her hands trailed down his chest. "She can wait." She kept trailing down until her hand wrapped around his already erect cock. He sucked in a breath as she began to stroke him. "You can't."

Without further chat, she lifted herself up and swung her leg over his waist, straddling him. He moaned. She rubbed his aching head against her wet folds until she gently placed it at her entrance and then slowly sank down, engulfing him inside of her. She felt exquisite. Her walls tightened around him. He grasped her waist but let her control the depth of penetration and the movement of her hips. Finally he couldn't take her slow teasing any longer and used his own hips to penetrate deeper and faster. Her hands fell to his chest to steady herself. He was mesmerized by her body. She leaned down completely to press her mouth against his. He plundered her mouth with his tongue until they were both panting. She hit her climax, tensing around him and it didn't take him long to follow.

Exhausted he leaned into his pillow and pulled her in close. I'm doomed, he thought.